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Dramatis Personæ.

ALONSO, King of Naples
Sebastian, his Brother.
Profpero, the rightful Duke of Milan.
Anthonio, his Brother, the usurping Duke of Milan.
Ferdinand, Son to the King of Naples.
Gonzalo, an honest old Counsellor of Naples.
Adrian,

Lords.
Francisco,
Caliban, a Salvage and deformed Slave.
Trinculo, a Jester.
Stephano a drunken Butler.
Master of a Ship, Boatswain, and Mariners.
Miranda, Daughter to Prospero.
Ariel, an aiery Spirit.
Iris,
Ceres,
Juno, Spirits, employ'd in the Masque.
Nymphs,
Reapers,

-- Other Spirits attending on Prospero.

SC EN E, An uninhabited Isand.

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A tempestuous noise of thunder and lightning heard:
Enter a Ship-master, and a Boatswain.

MASTER.
BOATS WAIN

Boats. Here, Master: what cheer?
Mast. Good, speak to th' mariners: fall to't yarely,
or we run ourselves a-ground; bestir, bestir. [Exit.

Enter Mariners. Boats. Hey, my hearts ; cheerly, my hearts; yare, yare; take in the top-sail; tend to th' master's whiftle; blow, 'till thou burft thy wind, if room enough. Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Anthonio, Ferdinand,

Gonzalo, and others. Alon. Good Boatswain, 'have care: where's the master? play the men.

* These two Plays, the Tempest and the Midsummer-night's Dream, are the noblest Efforts of that sublime and amazing Imagination, peculiar to Shakespear, which foars above the Bounds of Nature without forsaking Sense; yet seems to carry Nature along with him beyond her established Limits.

Boats.

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Boats. I pray now, keep below.
Ant. Where is the master, boatswain?

Boats. Do you not hear him? you mar our labour; keep your cahins; you do alilt the storm.

Gonz. Nay, good, be patient.

Boats. When the sea is. Hence-what care these Roarers for the name of King ? to cabin; silence ; trouble us not.

Gonz. Good, yet remember whom thou haft aboard.

Boats. None, that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor; if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace o’the present, we will not hand a rope more ;

use
your

authority. If you cannot, give thanks you have liv'd so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so hap. Cheerly, good hearis : out of our way, I say.

[Exit. Gonz. I have great comfort from this fellow; methinks, he hath no drowning mark upon him ; his complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good fate, to his hanging; make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage: if he be not born to be hang'd, our cafe is miserable. Exeunt.

Re-enter Boatswain. Boats

. Down with the top-maft: yare, lower, lower; bring her to try with main-course. A plague upon this howling! Acry within. Re-enter Sebastian, Anthonio, and

Gonzalo. they are louder than the weather, or our office. Yet again? what do you here? fhall we give o'er, and drown? have you a mind to fink?

Seb. A pox o'your throat, you bawling, blafphemous, uncharitable dog.. Boats. Work you then.

Ant.

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Ant. Hang, cur, hang; you whorefon infolent, noisemaker; we are less afraid to be drown'd than thou art.

Gonz. I'll warrant him from drowning, tho' the ship were no ftronger than a nut-shell, and as leaky

an unstanch'd wench.

Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold; set her two courses off to sea again, lay her off.

Enter Mariners wet.
Mar. All lost! to prayers ! to prayers ! all loft![Exe.
Boaif. What, must our mouths be cold?
Gonz. The King and Prince at pray’rs ! let us assist

'em.
For our case is as theirs.
Seb. I'm out of patience.

[kards. Ant. We're merely cheated of our lives by drunThis wide-chopt rascal—'Would, thou might'st lie

drowning The washing of ten tides !

Gonz. He'll be hang'd yet, Though every drop of water swear against it, And gape at wid'ft to glut him. A confused noise within] Mercy on us ! We split, we split! Farewel, my Wife and Children! Brother, farewel! we split, we split, we split! Ant. Let's all sink with the King.

Exit. Seb. Let's take leave of him.

Exit. Gonz. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground, long heath, brown furze, any thing; the wills above be done, but I would fain die a dry death!

[Exit.

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